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VACAY -- JEY USO MINI SERIES

Summary: Maya Jones is a cutthroat broker extremely dedicated to her firm Trammell & Barnes. She has dreams and aspirations of making partner one day, which means she’s willing to sacrifice all her time to bring it to fruition. Her colleagues and boss think she needs a break, so they give her a mandatory one-week vacation, effectively immediately.

PAIRING: JEY USO X BLACK OC

TROPE: N/A

WARNINGS: N/A

PART ONE

Maya was dedicated to her firm, spending countless hours at the office. She was always the first one in and the last one out, making her a valuable asset to her team. Her colleagues couldn’t recall a day she’s ever taken off, at least not willingly. Only a cold or a family emergency can keep her down; even then, she tried to work. It wasn’t healthy to be this absorbed in her work, but when you’re working towards making partner, you want to do everything you can to appeal to the higher-ups. To her, showing that she was readily available was the way in. To everyone else, it was the way into an early grave or a mental institution, whichever comes first.

“Hey, Maya?” A voice will call from her office door, followed by a knock. She glances up from behind the round frames of her glasses, pushing the sliding bifocals back up the bridge of her nose. Tara, the front desk receptionist, hung off the door frame, her red lips parted as she watched the woman.“Pete wants to see you in his office.” She informs her, pointing out the door with her thumb.

The slouch of Maya’s back would gradually vanish as she sat up straight, ungluing herself from the computer in front of her. “Did he say for what?” She asks, not moving from her seat just yet. Tara would shake her head, briefly pressing her lips into a thin line.

“Nope, only said to get you.” She answers.

Pete was her boss, one of the men she admired in the field she dearly loved. He was a mentor to her, her teacher, and one of the men that believed in her the most. He didn’t call on her often, but when he did, it was for good reason. Maybe she was finally getting her chance to prove she was worthy of making partner. “Very well,” She breathes, pushing out from her desk and standing to her feet. She peers below her desk, putting on the Louboutin pumps she’d taken off hours ago. “Thanks,” She mutters, walking towards her door. The two ladies exit the office into the main space filled with cubicles and chattering employees. They walk side-by-side towards Pete’s office on the other side of the space. “Did he sound different? Enthusiastic, upset, maybe?” Maya asks, glancing over at the woman next to her.

“Not really.” She says before branching off from Maya when they reach his door. “Have fun.” She tells her, now returning to the front of the building. Maya watches after her for a few seconds before glancing at the cherry mahogany door before her.

Well, here goes nothing.

Maya lifts her fist to the door, giving the door three quick raps. “It’s open,” Pete calls from the other side of the door. She grabs the doorknob, twisting to open the door. Maya enters the room, natural light bathing her body as she takes in the walls of windows behind Pete’s desk. She never gets tired of being in here, one of the most stunning views in this office. One day, this will be her office, she believes. “Maya, thanks for coming,” He breathes. He points at one of the stunning black accent chairs before his desk. “Please, take a seat.” Maya fully enters the grand office, closing the door behind her.

He didn’t seem to be upset about anything, nor did he look excited. It was hard to gauge his emotions. What could this spontaneous meeting be about?

Slowly, she approached one of the chairs, wincing with each step. Though gorgeous, the heels on her feet were painful; all of them were really. It was the price she paid to look like someone of importance in this firm. It was all part of the charade. She should consider wearing flats for a few weeks moving forward and give herself a deserving break from these torture devices. “You don’t let me in here often,” She jokes, earning a laugh from the greying man. “What’s the occasion?”

Pete finally looks away from his computer, giving her a slight smile. Well, that’s assuring, she thought. “How are you?” He asks. How are you, she thought, am I getting fired? She furrows her brows at the question, glancing off to the left. “You’re fine, I promise.” He assures her. “I just want to know how you are. You’ve been working a lot. One of the last to leave the office most days, I heard.” He notes.

“Never better,” She breathes, smiling big at him. “I believe we are very close to closing the McGregor deal. Their team is finally starting to cooperate after stonewalling us for two weeks.” She informs him. “This time next week, Trammell & Barnes will be 10.5 million richer.” She closes with a grin. Pete nods at her, a half smile on his lips.

“Very impressive, Maya.”

“Thank you, sir.” She nods, confidence blossoming on her lips at the validation she just received.

Pete glances at some papers on his desk, sifting through the pile for a particular one. “You should take a vacation to celebrate the closing of the McGregor deal.” He suggests. When he finds the paper he needs, he thumps it.

Maya chuckles softly at his words, shaking her head. “There’s no time for vacations, sir. The job isn’t complete until their people sign the dotted line.” She explains. “After that, I’m returning to the Samuels account. Their President is ready to conduct negotiations now. I got that email early this morning from his assistant.” She informs her boss. She was a woman on a mission––a woman seeking a corner office with windows for walls. Pete’s eyebrows jumped at the mention of another account she had lined up. This woman just doesn’t stop, does she, he thought. No. No, she does not, Pete.

“Ed will be taking over that––with full credit to you, of course,” Pete tells her. Maya grows quiet at his words, her brows furrowing at his statement. Ed? Why would Ed be taking over her accounts?

“I’m not following,” She starts. “Am I getting…fired?” Her voice cracks at the end of her question. There was a pain in her chest due to the anxiety she was now feeling from this conversation. All of this hard work for nothing.

“And let another firm have our most valuable broker? Absolutely not.” He says, deadening her fears. She lets out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding, her hand going to her chest. “We are sending you off on a mandatory vacation, though. Effective immediately.” He tells her, making her pause.

“I’m sorry?”

Pete passes over the paper he had just thumped, allowing Maya to read over it. “Yearly reports are in, and Human Resources says you have yet to take a vacation, and it is required to use some of your vacation hours.” She reads over the printed email from their HR Team. In fine print, this is her vacation time. In bold numbers were eighty hours, and their year was almost over. She looks up at her boss, putting the paper in her lap.

“That’s a thing?” She asks.

“I’m afraid so.” He says, earning a hum out of her. She peers out the windows to the east in deep thought. Could she make this work from home? She could host a few video conferences in her home office; that won’t be an issue. “Furthermore, we’re restricting your accesses from the servers while you’re off on vacation––.”

“Wait, what?” There goes her plans of working while she’s away.

“Maya, we appreciate the work you do for us and the team, but health and wellness are crucial to us here at Trammell & Barnes. You cannot do your best work while under immense stress.” He explains.

“I’m not stressed!” She exclaims, earning a stern look from her boss. She clears her throat, relaxing into her seat once more. “Sorry, sir.” She apologizes, averting her eyes to her lap. “With all due respect, Pete, I appreciate the concern for my well-being, but I’m fine!” She says with a prize-winning smile. “If you want to send me off on a vacation, that is fine, but allow me to do my work from home.” She pleads.

Pete chuckles at her begging, shaking his head. “I’ll tell you, you are almost as crazy as I was at your age. You’ve got a bright future ahead of you, kid; I mean that,”

“Thank you,” She interjects.

“You’re welcome,” He quickly replies. “But vacations are not vacations if you are working.” He tells her. “Take the week off, put the laptop away, and turn off your phone.” He orders with a point of his finger. “I can’t wait to hear all about what you did when you return.” He says, gesturing towards the door.

And just like that, there was no chance of further persuading her boss. His word was law, and she must follow it. “Will do,” She closes. Maya stands to her feet, smoothing out the front of her skirt as she does so.

“See you next week,” Pete says after her, waving as she exited the room.

The door to his office shuts loudly behind Maya, causing her to flinch from its thunderous bang. Slowly, she walks back toward her office, her eyes unblinking. The fuck was she supposed to do for a week? She planned her life around her job, which meant she did things at odd hours. She could move everything around for the week if she wanted, but that would throw her off for the week she returned to work. Sigh, this was a lot. “So, what did he say?” A voice says from beside her, making her jump. She peers to her left at the woman who ushered her to her boss’s earlier, giving her a slight glare.

“Jesus, Tara.”

“Sorry,” She says, following her to her office. “Well, you’re not in tears, so I guess you’re not unemployed.” She says, waving her hands around with a wiggle of her fingers. “Congratulations on surviving another week.” Maya walks around her desk, sitting down once more. Angrily, she types in her password to her computer.

“You’re hilarious,” Maya replies in a monotonous tone.

“Thanks, I’ll be here all week.” She says, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

“Wish I could say the same,” Maya says, logging onto the timekeeping system. “It appears that I have to leave the building,” She grumbles. “Something about I’m here too much.” She presses the clock-out button on the screen and logs off the computer.

Tara lifts an eyebrow at the news, confused as to why she sounds devastated. She would love a week off from work, and this woman is acting ungrateful. “Oh, thank God.” She says, prompting Maya to pause at the response. “What? You are here too much. I speak for everyone in the office when I say this––go away.” She tells her. Maya lowered her eyes at the receptionist.

“Don’t you have phone calls to be answering?” She asks. On cue, a phone call would come through Tara’s headset, forcing her to cut her conversation with the out-of-commission workaholic short.

“Enjoy your vacation!” She says, tapping her headset. “Trammell & Barnes, this is Tara speaking.” She greets the caller, exiting the room. Maya rolls her eyes at the woman, standing to her feet again.

Welp, only one thing left to do, she thought, walking over to the wall her purse and coat hung on. She grabs her belongings, sliding the coat over her curvy frame and the satchel over her shoulder. She’d adjust her hair, pulling it out from beneath the coat and fluffing it to its previous state. “Okay,” She breathes, giving her office one last look. When she returns next week, there better not be another person setting up shop here. She exits her office, closing the door behind her as she does so.

Now commencing: one unwanted week of vacation.

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a/n: I've decided to make this a two or three-part story. it will not go on any longer than this! let me know what you think so far! Jey will be in the next part, I promise!

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trippiexlove · 8 hours ago

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Whewww 😮‍💨 this the one right here!

Don't Knock It 'Til You Try It // Jimmy Uso x Reader

Author’s Note -> I’m back! Took me a minute to find the right way I wanted this to play out but we finally figured it out 😂 happy reading!

Plot -> Tensions between you and your roommate reach an all-time high, and the both of you decide to act.

Pairings -> Jimmy Uso x Fem!Reader (Y/N)

Warnings -> Cursing, Daddy Kink, Oral Sex (Fem!Receiving), Hickies, Spanking, Restraints, Hair Pulling, Unprotected P in V, Creampie, Not Proofread, MDNI

Word Count -> 3.1k

Fuck, I needed this. The warm water of the shower you were under cascaded down your body as all the tension sitting in your muscles from the day faded as it went down the drain. You were finally able to unwind, taking a moment to allow the stress to escape you and relax your mind. You stood under the water for a moment relishing in the serenity you were feeling, turning the faucet off just before the water turned cold and wrapping a bath towel around your body and tucking it in to hold in place. You added leave-in conditioner and brushed the product into your damp hair before securing it in a bun with a clip and stepping into your room to change. You grabbed a pair of shorts and a baggy cropped tee, not bothering to put on a bra. It’s not like you had anyone to impress, the only plans for this evening were your friends Bianca and Jade coming over for dinner so you didn’t feel *that* obligated to dress up tonight.

You made your way to the kitchen to start prepping dinner and was startled to see Jonathan, your roommate, sitting at the island in your kitchen scrolling on his phone.

“Shit, you scared me!” You sighed. “I didn’t know you were here tonight, I thought you’d be out and about so I invited Bianca and Jade over… I hope that’s okay.”

He looks up at you through his eyebrows and gives you a soft smile, “Oh, hey, yeah was ‘posed to but canceled plans. Felt like stayin’ in tonight.” Jon lifted himself from his slouched position and raked his eyes down your body, forcing you to try to hide the blush that was spreading across your cheeks. “Don’t worry ‘bout me though, y’all enjoy yourselves. I’ll stay outta the way.”

“No, no, that’s okay! You’re more than welcome to hang out with us for the night if you want,” you smiled.

“And talk a bunch of girly shit? I’m good,” he chuckled. You giggled then turned to gather the ingredients for dinner tonight, responding as you grabbed things from the fridge.

“Oh, c’mon, we’re not that bad, I promise!” You shut the fridge and opened the cabinet to get all the seasonings you needed, trying to reach them from the highest shelf in the upper cabinet but your smaller frame failed you. You were standing on your tiptoes, stretching your arm as much as you could but still not quite getting a fingertip on them. You were even trying to jump a bit to get ahold of them to no avail. In your attempts to reach for them your cropped top you were wearing had ridden up, revealing to Jon that you were indeed not wearing a bra and exposing the lower part of your breasts. His eyes widened watching as they moved from you reaching and jumping, the shirt you were wearing teasing to ride up and expose them to him fully. After a moment of watching in silence, he snapped out of his trance and got up from his seat at the island and was bold enough to walk behind you. Your back was flush with his chest as he placed one hand on the counter next to you, trapping you against the counter as he reached the spices in the cabinet with ease and placed them in front of you. You felt his front brush your ass and your breath hitched in your throat, leaving you frozen in place. He leaned down to your ear as his body held you against the counter. “We’ll see, mamas.” Your eyes fluttered shut at the huskiness in his voice, sending goosebumps over your skin and an aching heat to your core. You felt his eyes burning through you, watching your reaction to him before removing his hand from the countertop and walking back to his room- your head spinning as you tried to collect yourself.

“Y/N, please be serious, you don’t find any of this hot?” You, Jade, and Bianca were sitting on your couch, wine glasses in hand as the three of you were talking about the movie playing on your TV. The two characters were in the middle of a steamy sex scene, a depiction of dominance, roughness, and pure unadulterated lust dancing across the TV screen. “No! That’s not what I’m saying at all,” you defended, “I’m saying it’s so unrealistic…”

“Unrealistic?! Girl, what kind of sex you havin’? This is child’s play, like spanking, hair pulling, all that is pretty tame stuff honestly…”

The three of you didn't notice Jon emerging from his room to get water from the fridge, him slowing his steps as he overheard the conversation you were having. His curiosity had gotten the best of him; he wanted, no, needed to hear what you had to say.

“No it isn’t,” you paused, “no one I’ve been with has done shit like this with me. We just, I don’t know, have normal sex? Like, none of the extra stuff…” you brought the wine glass to your lips as you trailed off.

“Extra? Oh my god, Y/N…” Bianca sighed, rubbing her temples, “it’s necessary. Jesus, you gotta get with a guy that does all this for you, I promise you’ll never wanna go back to all that vanilla shit.” Bianca turned her head, noticing Jon getting his glass of water. “Oh, hey, Jon! How are you?” You choked on the wine you were drinking, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over you. Fuck, how much of that did he hear?

“‘M’good, just chillin’ for the night,” he responded, watching you as he spoke.

“What’s your take on all this?” Jade questioned him, “Do you agree, or is all this ‘extra’ or ‘unrealistic’ like Y/N seems to think?” You lightly hit her arm, trying to not drag him into this but it didn’t work.

“I mean, ion think it’s extra. In my experience, it makes it better,” he looked directly at you as he spoke, “You never know until you try it.” You looked down at your thighs trying to break the tension that came with his eye contact, but you found yourself being drawn to his gaze. “See, Y/N, even he agrees. You gotta live a little, sweetheart.” Jon chuckled at Bianca’s response, keeping eye contact as he walked slowly back to his room; releasing a heavy breath when he disappeared into the hallway. You didn’t know what was happening tonight, between the scene in the kitchen earlier and just now you were in a haze. Your body was responding to him in ways it had never done before, and you kind of liked it. Your imagination got the best of you as the three of you turned your attention to the movie once more, putting yourself in the shoes of the female character on screen. You wondered how you would feel if a man did these things to you, but more specifically, if it was Jon.

You three finished the movie after another hour, your two friends deciding it was time to head home for the night. You shared your goodbyes and walked them to the door, and you were now cleaning up the food and dishes that were left behind. Jon walked into the kitchen as you were washing the dishes, leaning against the countertop next to you.

“Y’all have fun tonight?”

“Yeah, it was good to spend time with them. We don’t get to do that much anymore…” you trailed off, trying to concentrate on the task at hand. “You know, you could’ve come and hung out with us too. I know you caught that last little bit but I promise we weren’t talking about anything, um, crazy all night.” You became flustered, the memory of him overhearing about your vanilla sex life replaying in your head yet again. “You’re fine, there was nothin’ crazy about it,” you put the last dish you washed on the drying rack and turned to him as he spoke, “if anything I learned more about you tonight.”

“Like what?” You replied nervously, your voice shaking. He got up from the counter he leaned on and stepped in front of you, leaving little space between you. Your breathing stopped as you looked up at him, anxious for the words that were about to come from his mouth.

“That you ain’t been fucked right.” You swallowed hard as his eyes deepened with lust, motionless where you stood. “But I know how to fix that.”

“H-how?” You stuttered, backing up against the counter as he walked towards you.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice earlier when you was reachin’ in the cabinet,” he played with the hem of your shirt, his fingers dangerously close to the skin of your bare breasts underneath. “Wearing this little ass shirt with nothin’ underneath, you thought I wouldn’t peep that?” You looked at your feet but his finger found its way under your chin and lifted your head to look at him as he continued. “Or how your body reacted when I came up behind you and helped you out? I know you felt that,” he watched you shiver under his touch, “and I’m willin’ to bet that if I put my hand right here…” his fingers danced along the skin of your exposed abdomen and traveled downward to where you wanted him most, “I’d find out you’re drippin’ f’me. Would I be right on that, sweetheart?”

“I-” You were cut off by his hand sliding into your shorts, his fingers tracing your folds. He groaned, proving to be right as his fingers were now covered in your wetness.

“Did I do this, baby girl?” You moaned softly in response.

“P-please…”

“Use your words, Y/N, please what?”

“I-”

“You were thinkin’ about me during that movie, wasn’t you? You want me to fuck you like they do in the movies, don’t you baby?” You bucked your hips at his words, desperate for more.

“Tell me what you want, princess. Daddy’s gonna give it to you, you just gotta tell me.” You moaned at the name he used and he smirked, loving how responsive you were to him by his words and a small touch.

“Y-you,” you breathed out, “I want you.”

He growled, crashing his lips into yours and grinding his hips into your front. You could feel his hard cock rub you through your clothes and you moaned in his mouth, allowing him to take over as he kissed you with urgency. He lifted you off your feet as he continued to kiss you, carrying you down the hallway and to his room. He threw you onto his bed, making you gasp as your back made contact with the mattress, and climbed on top of you. He removed your shirt, your nipples hardening at the cool air as he took you in and moaned.

“Fuck, Y/N, so fuckin’ perfect. Been dyin’ to get my hands on you, baby girl.” He connected his lips to your neck, sucking hard on the skin and making you throw your head back in the process. He assaulted the sensitive area with his mouth and teeth, creating purple-ish marks before sitting up and admiring his work. He got up from the bed as you sat up, a look of confusion coming across your face as he went to his dresser and pulled out a shiny object. Handcuffs. He crawled back onto you and wrapped the metal locks around your wrists and restraining you to the headboard.

“Be good and hold still f’me, move a muscle and I punish you. Understand?”

“Y-yes..”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, d-daddy.”

“Good girl.”

His hands found the waistband of your shorts and pulled both the shorts and the panties underneath in one motion, making you wince as the cold air made contact with your pussy. His tongue poked out as he licked his lips at the sight of your pussy glistening before him, clit swollen as he looked up with hooded eyes.

“Such a mess… and all f’me,” he mumbled, diving headfirst into your aching folds. The warmth of his tongue glided through your folds, forcing you to suck in a breath and bite your lip in the process. Your body fought itself to stay still for him, aching to touch him. His beard rubs against the inside of your thighs as his tongue laps at your core, making you jolt in pleasure. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to maintain the little self control you had left and trying your best not to make any movements. Soft pants escape your lips as the pressure in the pit of your stomach builds to a slow crescendo.

“Don’t be shy, baby, let me hear you. Tell Daddy how good he’s making you feel.” He wraps his lips around your swollen bud and you moan his name loudly in the process, your body giving into the feeling as your back involuntarily arches off the bed and you tug at the restraints around your wrists. “Aht, aht, aht. Remember what I said, baby,” he uses an arm to hold your hips in place, “Behave. I wouldn’t want to punish you now, you’ve been so good f’me so far.”

“P-please, mmm, please… I wanna touch you,” you whimpered. His eyes flickered up to you as he continued to eat you ravishingly. You knew what that look meant, he wanted you to beg for it. Jon had you feeling desperate, pathetic even. And it was so hot.

“D-daddy, oh fuck, daddy p-please let me touch y-you. I promise I’ll b-be good just, mmm, please…” you trailed off, the pleasure he was giving forcing you to surrender to him completely.

“Be patient, Daddy’s gonna give you what you want, mamas.” He reverts back to your clit, sucking and biting while he teasingly drags two fingers around your entrance. Your breathing picks up and you groan at his actions, your need for him growing by the second. He slides two fingers inside, moaning into your clit as he feels your walls tighten around them. You pull at the restraints once more, moaning his name as he thrusts his digits. You feel like you’re on fire, his tongue and fingers working double time and giving you more pleasure than your body can handle. He curls his fingers as he pumps them inside of you, the pads of his fingers brushing against your g-spot as he continues to take all control from you. You feel your orgasm approaching, and fast.

“I- I’m so close, please, I-” he removes his fingers completely, and you whimper at the loss of contact. Your eyes are watery from all the pleasure he’s been giving you, and being denied release has you ready to cry on the spot. “Not yet, you don’t cum until I say so, sweetheart.” He crawls back up to you, undoing the handcuffs around your wrists and flipping you over to your stomach before you can realize it and lifts you by your torso to your hands and knees. “Arch your back for me.” You obey, feeling your lower back stretch as much as it can as you do so. “Fuck, Y/N, you look so pretty like this. I can’t wait to fuckin’ ruin you.”

He pushes his cock inside you without warning, making you cry his name and bring your head down. He grabs your hair as he thrusts into you at a rough pace, smacking your ass as he does so.

“God, you feel so fuckin’ good. Look at me.” You force your eyes open, looking back at him as he pounded into you. You watch his movements, the sweat beading on his forehead as he concentrates on fucking you like his life depended on it. He looked so fucking good like this. Your pussy flutters around the length of his thick cock, and he throws his head back. “Ah, fuck. Do that shit again.” He slams into you harder and deeper, you claw at the bedsheets as moans and praises flood out of your mouth. Your pussy tightens around him again, signaling your release.

“I feel you, baby. You’re gonna cum all over this dick, aren’t you? That’s it, fuck, you love it when I fuck you like this, huh?” He smacks your ass as you moan once more.

“S-shit, I fuckin’ l-love it, Daddy. You’re s-so fuckin’ deep. Mmm, please.” Jon feels his release fastly approaching as well; he shoves you down until you’re flat on your stomach and places a hand on your back, using it as leverage as he fucks you harder. Tears fall from your cheeks as you cry out, your orgasm about to crash into you.

“You gonna cum, baby? Go on, let me feel you soak my cock. Let go, pretty girl, cum for Daddy.” You cum around him violently, your body convulsing as you scream his name, completely engulfed in the euphoric feeling of your orgasm as he continues to fuck you through it.

“That’s it, good fuckin’ girl, Daddy’s gonna fill this pussy up. You want that? You want Daddy to make you his?” he growled.

“F-fuck yes, oh my god, please Daddy. Need you to cum inside me. P-please. Make m-me yours.”

With one last hard thrust of his hips he cums, his release painting the inside of your walls. He moans your name as your pussy completely drains his cock, feeling as he fills you completely. You two remain there for a moment, panting heavily as you try to bring yourselves back to reality. Jon pulls out of you, wincing because you’re still sensitive. He pulls you up and kisses your forehead, moving your hair from your face.

“Let’s get you cleaned up. C’mon, I’ll start the shower, ma.” You got off the bed, your knees failing you as you almost fell over. Jon chuckles at your reaction and you blush.

“Don’t worry, baby girl, I gotchu. C’mere.” He picks you up bridal style, carrying you off into the bathroom as you relax in his arms.

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trippiexlove · 1 day ago

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Serendipity

ch.2- story master list

Druitt POV

It was another week, another day, another show.

I was currently backstage, in one of the hallways sitting on equipment talking to Bianca.

"Girl we got a few days off, what you trying to do?"

"I don't know, I know Trin wants to take a trip somewhere, I have to call her and see. You should come with us."

"You know I don't turn down a good time, let me know when and I'm there"

We continued talking about potential places we could go, til Tez walked up wrapping his arms around Bianca.

"Rhyan you trying to steal my wife"

I rolled my eyes, "oh please, if I wanted B I can have her like that" I snapped my fingers as I said that.

"Let him know bae"

Tez quickly gave Bianca a look, I couldn't help but bust out laughing. "Oh really! Then she can have you" he started walking away

"Boy stop playing, you know I am just playing with you, later girl"

I sat there as I watched them go back and forth while walking down the hallway. I couldn't do anything but shake my head at them.

I hopped off the box, and decided to make my way to catering since I was hungry. Once in catering, I grabbed some chips and a drink, eating light since I have a match in a few.

As I turned around, I was met with a smiling Samoan.

"jeez, Jey give a girl a warning"

He smiled showing his bottom grill, damn did he look good.

"Thank you mama, you don't look bad yourself "

"Did I say that out loud?" I felt my face starting to warm up

"You did, but its all good you look good to, I just seen you over here and wanted to come see what's up"

" thank you," I couldn't help but blush "I'm just eating light before my match."

"yeah you got a match against Zelina tonight right? I know you gonna whoop her ass tonight. No doubt you get the dub."

"well you know, I'm not giving this title up for nobody"

"Aye Uce we got to go, Hunter wants to meet with us" Sami says from across the room.

"I'll be right there!" he turned his attention back to me "I'll be watching, go kill it like you always do."

"mmm, I'm sure I will, I got some extra motivation" after I said that I seen his eyes flash, and he bit his lip smirking at me.

"Yeet!" He gave me a quick hug before running off with Sami.

I quickly finished my snack and threw it away, noting that it was time for me to head to Gorilla.

I fixed the top to my gear (below) before hearing the beginning beat of my entrance (just the first 42 seconds). I stood there are the lights flash on and off for the first few beats, then turning around once the beat drop. Making my way to the ring I made sure to high-five as many fans as I could.

(gear- don’t mind it saying Bianca)

(entrance song)

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"Making her way to the ring, hailing from Atlanta, Georgia, she is your Women's World Champion ... RHYAN SIMONEEE"

After completing my entrance, I turned to look at Zelina who made her entrance before mine. I wouldn't say Zelina and I were the best of friends, but there was definitely respect amongst the both of us.

I gave her a subtle head nod, as she gave me one back

ding, ding , ding

We immediately locked up with one another, with me gaining the upper hand.

I pushed her into the ropes, letting her come back to me and giving her a mean clothesline.

I quickly get down and try to go for a pin.

1 .... 2...

Zelina kicked out of it, pushing me away.

~fast forwarding to the end~

After a long fight with Zelina, the fight was quickly coming to an end.

I set her up for my move, The Rhyne-stone (backstabber to a bank statement)

I held it as tight as I can, pulling back as far as I could.

"COME ON TAP OUT!"

I held it for a few more seconds until Zelina finally tapped out. I dropped her getting up smiling and out of breath.

"HERE'S YOUR WINNER, AND STILL WOMEN'S WORLD CHAMPION .... RHYAN SIMONEEEE"

I held up title as I celebrated on the top rope. After my celebration, I jumped out the ring and started walking up the ramp. On my way up, I signed a few autographs and made my backstage.

"Great match Rhyan" Hunter gave me a pat on my shoulder.

"Thanks Hunter"

As I made my way through the halls, I saw Jey hanging around.

"that's going to be a tough act to follow" he looked up at me smiling.

"No doubt, you did your thing out there"

"thank you, your going to go out there and kill it to"

"appreciate it ma, what you doing for your few days off"

"I have no clue, might go visit home for those few days"

"How about when you come down we hang out around the city"

"I would like that"

Before Jey could say anything, a producer came from around the corner. "Hey Jey it's almost time"

"Yeet!"

He jumped down off the crates and stood in front of me.

"good luck, I'll be watching" I smirked ta him as he looked at me smiling.

"I guess I got some motivation to" I blushed as I gave him a quick hug, heading back in my locker room. I took a really quick shower and changed just in time for Jey to make his entrance.

A knock came to my door, and I got up to open it. Standing before me was Bianca in her chill clothes.

"Hey boo" she gave me a hug as I stepped aside for her to enter the room. "Oop, not you watching your man's match"

"oh girl please he is not my man, that man don't want me"

"Anybody with eyes can tell that man wants you"

I rolled my eyes at her, focusing back on the screen as Jey delivers a superkick to Drew McIntyre. That's when my phone went off, and I saw Trin's name flash across my screen.

"Hey bestieee"

"Hey sis, what's up?"

"Nothing, just wanted to call and say that was a bad ass match"

"Thanks sis! I got to give credit to Zelina though, I love working with her in the ring"

"Yeah she's a great performer, but I was also calling to ask if you wanted to come to Atlanta with me?"

"That's actually funny, I was talking to Jey about going home for those few days"

"You talked to Jey!" Both Trinity and Bianca shouted

"ummm yes-"

"what did you say" Bianca was paying attention to me now, completely turned around on the couch.

"nothing much, he asked what I was doing, I said I was going home, and he offered for us to hang out"

I can hear Trin screaming in the phone, "AHHH let me find out my bestie about to be my new sis in law"

"Girllll stop! aint nothing going on between us"

"you sure about that?"

"I mean, of course we flirt but it's nothing major"

"I bet it's something major for him, cause that man wants youuu!" Trinity yelled in my ear.

"Ahhh I can't wait for you to become my sister in law! I got to tell Jon"

"No!" I yelled through the phone "there is nothing to tell Jon"

"Oop not she being defensive" Bianca said instigating the situation even further.

I rolled my eyes at them and their shenanigans.

"Well I will see you in the A SIS IN LAW!" then she quickly hung up the phone before I could say anything.

"You know, sometimes I wonder why I am friends with y'all"

"It is because you love us!" Bianca jumped on top of me and gave me hug with a big smooch on the cheek.

"Girllll, get off me" I couldn't help but laugh at her, as she got back to where she was seating.

We continued watching Jey's match until the announcer stated that he won, and he was doing his celebration with crowd, vibing out closing the show.

I quickly gathered my things, and headed out the locker room, with Bianca right behind me.

"So we fly out Wednesday, and then fly out to the house show on Saturday?"

"Yeah, we got to make sure we are there early, you know what happened last time" then I turned and gave her a look.

"Ooh girl don't remind me!" Bianca shook her head, as we walked up to her husband. He would be driving us to the airport so we can all make our late night flights.

"Hey Tez, thank you again for letting me tag along"

"No problem sis, you know we got you" He proceeded to grab both of our bags and put them in the trunk.

I climbed in the backseat, as Bianca and Tez got in the front. He pulled off towards the gate to get out the arena.

"What's the plans for this week?" Tez asked as we pulled off onto the highway.

"Nothing much, going to be heading down to Atlanta with Trinity, might visit my family while I am down there" I said as I scrolled through my IG Feed.

"mhmm and see her boo or whatever" Bianca said giving me a look through the mirror, as I gave her one back.

"Oooh not little Rhyan got somebody, who's the unlucky guy" I gasped as I smacked his arm and he laughed.

"Don't play me, and Bianca just playing around" I sat back rolling my eyes in a playful manner.

All of a sudden my phone dinged, alerting me I had an incoming message. I looked and seen it was Jey.

Main Event 💙

"Hey beautiful, when you gone be in town again?"

"I should be there on Wednesday, going to be flying early and staying til our house show on Saturday."

"Got room in your plans Friday for lunch or dinner?"

"I can definitely do dinner on Friday"

"Bet, I'll pick you up wherever you are around 8 on Friday"

"See you then ☺️"

"Yeet!"

I seen I had another message coming through and saw it was from Bianca.

Queen Bi 💋

"I see you back there smiling bitch 😏 "

I looked up and seen she was looking dead at me through the mirror, I gave her a middle finger and laughed.

Soon we arrived to the airport.

"Thanks for the ride, it is always joyous riding with the Crawfords"

"Anytime sis," Bianca hugged me "text me once you land and make it home"

"You the same, see you on Wednesday" I quickly gave Montez a hug, grabbed my stuff, and we went our separate ways

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Ch.1 - story master list

Druitt POV

"Here's your winner .... AND STILL WWE WOMENS WORLD CHAMPION .... RHYAN SIMONEEE"

I stood up, breathing hard, as the ref handed me my title. I held it up as the ref held one of my hands up. I went to celebrate by going on the top rope as the crowd cheered me on, and the pyros went off.

I rolled out the ring and made it backstage to gorilla, where I met a smiling Triple H.

"You did amazing tonight Rhyan! Proving why you are still champion"

I smiled and gave Triple H a hug.

"Thanks Paul, I really appreciate it!"

I turned and looked at my opponent tonight, Becky Lynch

"Congrats kid, you are one hell of a fighter"

"Thank you Becky, we put on a bad ass show, definitely going to be talked about years from now"

"I have no doubts" she smiled as she gave me a pat on my shoulder, leaving gorilla.

I soon followed suit, heading to the locker room taking a quick shower and changing into something comfortable. As I was walking out I met up with one of my best friends, Bianca Belair.

"Hey girl, congrats on the match tonight. Y'all had me out my damn seat!"

"Thanks boo, Becky is always a joy to work with. I will say she put a beating on me" we both laughed as we walked to our shared rental car.

"Girl don't I know it, after our match at SummerSlam I had to get Tez to give me a full body massage, and you know what happened next" I gave her a look as she did a little twerk.

"See now you didn't even need to say all that" I shook my head as we started to put our bags in the car. I heard the stage door open and close in the distance and turned to look. Only to see the newest member of the Monday Night Raw roster.......

Jey Uso

I guess I must of been staring for too long, when Bianca snapped her fingers in my face. "You said something?"

"I said you just going to stare at him?"

"Oh please, nobody staring at a that man"

"I could introduce you guys"

"No don-" but before I could interject, she had already called him over.

"What's up uce"

"Hey Jey! How has transitioning to Raw been going ?"

"It's been pretty chill, nice to see some familiar and new faces"

"Speaking of new faces, Rhyan meet Jey, Jey meet Rhyan"

"It's nice to meet you" I smiled at him.

"It's nice to meet you too, the pleasure is all mine" he smiled back, showing his bottom row of grills.

God was this man fine.

"I got to go, Sami waiting on me so I'll see you around sis"

He gave Bianca a quick hug then turned to me, taking a hand and shaking it slightly.

"It was nice meeting you Miss Rhyan"

"Nice meeting you too Jey"

His stare linger a little, then he turned and walked away.

Once we were alone I turned and caught Bianca staring at me with a mischievous smirk.

"No Bianca, don't even think about it"

"Y'all would be so cute together"

I simply ignored her and got in the driver seat.

"Come on before I leave your ass"

"I am coming geez!"

The drive to the hotel was short, luckily we checked in earlier so all we had to do was go straight to our room.

I was extremely tired, so I did my night routine and went straight to bed. Before I knew it, I was fast sleep.

~The Next Morning~

I was woken up by not only Bianca loud singing in the bathroom, but by the sun shining in through the curtains.

"Bianca! do you have to be so loud" I covered my ears with the extra pillow, letting out a loud groan.

Bianca soon appeared out the bathroom, with her toothbrush in her sticking out her mouth.

"Sorry sis, good morning!"

I leaned over and grabbed my phone, checking for any messages from creative. But one notification stuck out to me.

uceyjucey started following you.

uceyjucey sent you a message.

I sat straight up in bed. Nervous to open the message. Why the hell am I nervous to open this message?

"What got you shook sis?"

"Jey just followed me, and he sent me a message"

"you better follow him back, what did he say?"

"I don't know, I am nervous to open the message"

"Girl, uh uh! Open the damn message before I do"

"You're right I don't want that to happen, who knows what you would say"

Bianca gave me look, as I laughed at her. I clicked on the notification and opened the message.

"It was great meeting you last night, meant to say congrats on the win the match was 🔥"

"what did he say?"

"He said it was great meeting me, congrats on my win and that my match was great"

"seems to me you got a new fan" I rolled my eyes at her teasing.

I decided to also follow and message him back.

Jey POV

"Come on Jey push through it!" Sami screamed at me.

I did one last before putting the bar back on the rack.

"That was a good set Uce"

"Yeet!"

I grabbed my towel and wiped my face, sitting down on the ground by my phone.

rhyansimone started following you.

rhyansimone liked a message you sent.

rhyansimone sent you a message.

"Thank you! It was nice meeting you as well, always been a big fan of you and your family"

I smirked at that last comment of hers.

"who got you blushing uce?"

"Man ain't nobody got me blushing, I am just talking to Rhyan"

"Rhyan? Like Rhyan Simone?"

"Yes man, we met last night after the show I just hit her up and she just messaged me back"

"oooh is somebody crushing on our women's world champion?"

"I ain't gon lie uce, she fire!"

"then do what you do best uce"

"Yeet!"

I gathered all my stuff, deciding to take a shower at the hotel before catching a flight back home. Once I was done showering, I sent her a text back.

" I appreciate that ma, I'm a fan of yours as well, your skills in the ring is unmatched"

"that means a lot ☺️, you be doing your thing in the ring to"

"well you know I got to put on a show especially if you watching 😏"

"oh please, you gon do that anyways🙄😂. I do be entertained though"

"I guess I got some new motivation now, what you got going on today?"

"I am packing right now, then I will be flying home to Orlando, what about you?"

"I'm flying home today to, going to Atlanta"

"I'm from Atlanta, I come back and visit all the time"

"The next time you come down come visit me"

"I will keep that in mind, here's my number I am about leave for my flight"

"Yeet, have safe flight Miss Rhyan"

"You have a safe flight to Jey"

I grabbed all my stuff, making sure I had everything. I checked out my room and got into the uber taking me to the airport.

Once at the airport, I quickly checked in on time as the plane was starting to board. I took my seat, putting on my headphones, closing my eyes to rest.

~2 hrs later~

After two hours on the flight, we finally made it to Atlanta. I made my way quickly through the airport, to get to my car. Once I got to my car, I threw my bags in and quickly got in starting the car and pulling out.

As soon as I got home, I put my bags by the laundry room. I will get to my clothes later.

I decided to send a quick text Rhyan, making sure she made it home safely.

Miss Rhyan ❤️

"Hey beautiful, just checking in, this Jey by the way. I just made it home"

"Hey! glad you made it safely, I just made it home as well"

We talked for a few moments until we called it a night.

Man was this girl giving me butterflies already.

I was really nervous on bringing my story over to a new platform. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!

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